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" My Demons Comfort me"
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Ended March 25, 2021 • 17 Entries • Created by confusedsince10
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" My Demons Comfort me"
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thisisit

where my demons hide

maybe someone will hear me and understand that it’s harder than it looks to be alive and when I suffered from anorexia and people stared and didn’t offer to help me maybe that was because I’m useless and maybe my self-pity all leads back to my demons hiding.

my demons comfort me in ways in which others do not understand but I understand them and sometimes when I’m alone I cry and I think this is the demons coming out from hiding.

and when my mother said I am useless I cried and I laughed because the demons say so too and it feels like a warm hug.

there are multitudes of reasons not to listen to your demons but for me this is impossible and I am constantly fighting them in my mind while trying to focus on life but they are loud loud loud.

and the loud loud loud demons fight for my attention and while this is bad it does distract me from my life.

demons provide comfort provide stability in thought provide consistent love.

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" My Demons Comfort me"
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The Struggle In Us All
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WhiteWolfe32

self

these days,

i'm okay.

the world is brighter.

the sunset holds untold wonders.

i sleep soundly,

and my dreams are random and meaningless,

just the way i like them.

food no longer tastes like dust,

i savor every calorie

without wanting to spit them back out.

these days, i'm okay.

and i hate it.

i don't know who i am

without dark skies and fuzzy vision.

i don't know who i am

without nightmares lurking under my eyelids.

i

don't

know

who i am without my demons,

they comfort me

in knowing that, through the pain,

i will always know who i am.

i can be Depressed.

i can be Anxiety.

i can be Ugly.

these are things i know how to be.

but now my demons are gone,

leaving me with Okay.

and i miss them.

i miss the insults whispered in my ear

and the lies and the pain.

and i want them back,

because my demons comfort me.

and i don't know who i am

without a devil on both shoulders.

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" My Demons Comfort me"
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GLD

MDCM

You try and call me out of it

Snap me out of this evil state

Try to pull me out of this dark pit

But I stubbornly refuse to call for help

You say I need to get support

Just go see someone

Tell those who raised me to be who I am

But I straighten my back and rebel

You have called me stupidly stubborn

You were right; I am

I know what would be good for me

But I allow myself to fall

Stop building up the walls,

Stop kicking out the people,

Stop cutting all you have to pieces,

But what else am I supposed to do?

I don’t want the help,

I don’t want the cutting apart to stop,

And even when I do, I am reminded:

My demons comfort me.

Without them in my miserable life,

I could so easily get somewhere.

But, I know that I will fall in a different way then,

For suddenly I won’t need a rescuer.

Leave my demons,

They are trying to attract the hero of my story.

And yes, I might break before I am rescued,

But then I was the weakling.

I am an idiot.

A coward.

A fool.

Broken and shattered...

I know...

I know that I am falling apart more and more,

Every time that I don't call out for some assistance,

Every time that I allow another trial to beat me down.

But, my dear,

Diamonds aren’t formed when it is going well;

It takes the pressure, it takes the trial

And even if I’ll end up being a flawed diamond:

I’ll still be worth more than those stones.

Cause, I am still here.

Stood up again after that last fall.

Stiffened my back.

Got the soundtrack ready to play; today will be another trial of a day.

And when it gets too hard to take?

Well, I hope my demons will comfort me again,

Hopefully not decide to finally take my life.

If they do?

Well, what did I say earlier?

I'm a fool and an idiot;

Play with fire and you get turned into ashes...

May I rest in peace.

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" My Demons Comfort me"
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Moonsinger128

companions

my demons comfort me.

even when i want to be alone,

they are there, in the darker corners of my head,

choking me with their embraces and whispering deadly sweet nothings.

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PolarBears

Ahh so this is death...

I killed my old self and stained my lips red with the blood because it looked pretty.

My nails turned black with the soot from the incinerator as I watched myself burn.

My once melanin rich skin drained from me mixed with my blood and grew flowers at my feet.

My demons comfort me as they run their ash coated fingers through my hair and pull me close, providing the embrace that I so longed for.

"Ahhh, so this is death?"

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" My Demons Comfort me"
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Lilygoat

Demonic Comforts

It's a strange and peculiar feeling;

to sit with ones demons,

so comfortably.

I bathe in the waters of my afflictions

with a great stillness.

A calming sense of love, and fullness

- comforted by my demons.

To wallow in the pain,

to stew in my own filth and dirt,

to be oh-so-comfy with disgust.

It's how I've always been

- comfortable with my own discomfort -

a place all of my own

where no-one dares to trudge.

My soul lays bare,

for me to see,

and now,

my demons are free

to be,

whoever they wish,

away from me,

but they sit, in comfort,

by my side,

and in my mind.

I'm thankful.

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" My Demons Comfort me"
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FlowerAngelCh

My Demons Comfort Me

Some of them do at least.

Anxiety and Anger like me not

But Misery loves company.

As I sit and cry,

I'm joined by a demon,

Who cries with me

As if hurt just as I.

What did I do to have a friend like this?

I don't know.

At least this demon is a comfort

not a hindrance.

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Septemberr

Him

I feel Him rest his claws on my back. I look up at Him with a smile, his long fingers running to my for a side hug. He wasn’t the talkative kind, He only spoke through body language. He always came to my backup when people said I was crazy, although, nobody else but me could see Him. We had different diets, but that didn’t differ us. As a kid I made drawings of Him and me together. I remembered all of that. Now I sit in a room, watching the stars shimmer outside the window. I gaze up at Him, his smile forgiving.

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teaxkitty

Demons Lie

My demons

comfort me

all

the

way

to

Hell.

They tell me lies,

for they believe

the Father of Lies,

that what he "promises"

is worth it.

"No, you won't

go to Hell if you

keep

doing

that."

"You can pray later."

Weeks pass and you still have not prayed.

Your

heart

grows

ice cold.

"You can seek God another day."

God required your soul that very night.

"You don't need to read the Bible."

You have no weapon against the lies, and you fall for them every time.

But those lies sure are comforting,

since they ignore the Truth.

The Way is narrow, but they'll tell you you're on it, even though the Bible says that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of Heaven.

The Way, Truth, and Life is Jesus, but they'll do anything to get you to not believe it, to not trust it.

Cry out to God for mercy,

for repentance,

for a saving knowledge of the Truth-- Jesus died to save you from God's wrath and so you could be molded into the image of Christ Jesus-- before you end up comforted by those lies

all

the

way

to

Hell.

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milu

comfort z o n e

go

i need you to leave

right now

no it can't wait

get out.

see my demons are coming

let me open the door

they will tell me the truth

that this cannot happen,

that it's not me & you.

my demons will make me

weep while they

eat up my phantasies.

in the end i need them

'cause my demons

they comfort me.

they've given me a home

and i'm safely living

in this comfort zone.